I'm posting this just as a kind of reflection. Forgive the directness.
In my search for a Rick, I keep running into so MANY sad, sad stories. I've been on the market for guitars many times in the past, but never have I encountered so many situations where people are reporting the need to sell their guitars due to financial hardship. Never. I recently received a note from an Ebayer down on his luck who was parting with a beautiful Mapleglo 360 which he was clearly still in love with, and the price was so low. I have to admit, I almost feel guilty bidding on these. It hurts the heart to witness people losing their lives as they know them. The idea that "his loss is my gain" just doesn't float for me personally, though I understand that reasonable sentiment. They are, after all, just guitars. On the other hand, would this forum even exist if Ricks were "just guitars?" I'm a man still haunted by losing his weird bolt-on-neck Rickenbacker 480 almost two decades ago. Now I MUST have a Rick again, after years of dallying with Fenders. Ordinary electric gitters don't do this to a person!
I know it may sound naive, but for some reason running into these people losing their Ricks has really brought the recession all home for me. I know plenty of people out of work, mind you -- including my own brother -- but somehow the fact that these people are all strangers to me makes their situations seem even more tough.
I guess if there is a silver lining, it's that it takes courage to sell a Rick when, for example, you need to help your own family. OK, maybe courage isn't quite the right word, but it can't be easy to say goodbye to an old friend. Another silver lining is that, thank God, these people invested in instruments that DO hold their values. I know that, one day, they'll be able to get their Ricks back. I myself originally sold mine to help fund graduate school, and it changed my life. In a funny way, a Rick made me who I am today.
(an epilogue of sorts: I just bought a new midnight blue 620 for $1,200 in NYC
